So my body clock refuses to let me sleep any longer at 6:14 this morning. I lay there trying to go back to sleep for a couple more hours, but my OCD just wouldn't have it. If I don't go I wont know if the front had it's normal effect, was the water cloudy, were the fish active, was the wind low like I like it......Aw hell!! get up, fix the coffee walk the dogs, hook the other woman and head over to woods. Got there about 7:30 and laft at 9:30. That in itself tells the tale. 4 spots, 2 hrs and 1 dandy white bass that was hoping was the Crappie of the century, and a short crappie. I officially hate my body clock. Hope someone did better than I did. Water was like coffee with cream, visibility about a foot. Wind was to tough to fish the open water. Thank goodness I didn't burn too much gas and can go when things improve. Maybe about late march.